21 Product Planning
Fine Tea Tobacco has been open for a month, and its turnover has never been low.
Qiao Xitan finally freed his hand, pulled the hanging micro, which had grown a lot taller, to the base of the wall, pressed against the top of his head, and made a mark on the wall.
"I've been too busy this month to take good care of you, I'm sorry." Qiao Xitan rubbed his little head, "Did you meet Ning Rong in the school?" How is he doing? ”
"Yes." Hanging Wei's face was full of indifference, but he muttered in his heart, you know.
Hang Wei sat down on a wicker chair in the courtyard, "He looked a lot fatter, and he shouted that he wanted to come to the house, I told him not to come." ”
"It's not hospitable." Qiao Xitan squeezed into the rattan chair and sat down with Xuanwei.
Suspicious walked out of the vegetable garden with a basket of freshly harvested potatoes, and nodded approvingly, "He's been like this since he was ...... a child."
Qiao Xitan looked at him suspiciously.
Suspicious of being looked at by her like this, she quickly changed her words, "...... It's not good to be like this since you were a child, and you will have no friends in the future. ”
Tu Ye, who was peeling soybeans on the side, heard this, and immediately glanced at Xuan Wei nervously, and saw that his young master was still expressionless, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "You are hospitable, but you still have no friends." ”
"I don't have any friends anywhere!" Unconvinced, he put the potatoes on the stone table, crossed his waist and pointed his fingers, "The night demon in Dongshan and the pine demon in Nanshan are all my friends!" ”
"These friends of yours have pretty chic names." Qiao Xitan jumped to her feet when she saw it, and felt that there was something wrong with her words, but in the end, she couldn't distinguish it.
Tu Ye saw that she was open-mouthed, and immediately scolded, "I said it wrong, Jin Yi is also your friend, I forgot." He can come to you eight times a day, compared to those ...... Enough friends. ”
Qiao Xitan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this.
That doesn't sound right.
"Jin Yi is suspicious of our family, right?" Qiao Xitan teased and doubted, thinking about testing the attitude of doubt.
Jin Yi looks honest, if these two people can succeed, it will be a good thing.
Unexpectedly, he shook his head suspiciously but disapprehantly, "He has a vision, but he likes that I can row from Dongshan to Nanshan, and I have to choose carefully." ”
Qiao Xitan laughed when she was suspicious, but she only thought that she was a child, and she didn't take these words to heart.
Hang Wei nodded in agreement, "That's right." ”
"How old are you, do you know what we're talking about?" Qiao Xitan and Tu Ye peeled soybeans together, and looked at Xuan Wei playfully.
Hang Wei laughed, noncommittal.
A few people were chatting in the courtyard when there was a knock on the door.
Suspicious walked over and opened the door, and saw a young man with a lot of acne on his face standing outside the door.
Ning Rong was about to ask if Xuan Wei was there, but when he looked up and saw the suspicion, he couldn't help but look stupid.
"Who are you looking for?" There was still mud left over from the potatoes on his hands, and he was raising his hands and looking at Ning Rong defensively.
Ning Rong closed his half-opened mouth for a long time, and his face was covered with a layer of red.
"I ...... I'm looking for a little friend. Ning Rong said.
Suspicious turned his head to look at Xuanwei, "Looking for you." ”
Qiao Xitan heard that this was Ning Rong's voice as soon as he heard it, and said with a smile, "Let him come in." ”
Ning Rong looked at the suspicion, walked into the courtyard step by step, and sat down, still peeking at the suspicion who walked into the kitchen with a basket.
"Come back to your senses!" Qiao Xitan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ning Rong's eyes, "What are you looking at, is there a bit of a scholar's reserve." ”
"I ...... I've never seen such a beautiful woman. "Ning Rong is used to being straightforward, and he doesn't know what tactfulness is.
Hanging frowned slightly, and looked at him unhappily, "I've seen it today, don't look at it again." ”
"Don't look at it, don't look at it!" Ning Rong covered his hands to his eyes like a thief, and looked at Qiao Xitan and Xuan Wei with a rippling face, "I almost forgot, I came today and have good news to tell you." ”
"What's the good news?" Qiao Xitan stopped peeling soybeans, and guessed in his heart that what Ning Rong was going to say should be related to fine tea smoke.
"My brother said that the fine tea and tobacco business is very good, and I want to send you money." The look of joy on Ning Rong's face for them didn't seem to be fake.
Qiao Xitan nodded, prepared for this, "Oh, what else?" ”
"You're not happy?" Ning Rong was a little incomprehensible to Qiao Xitan and Hanging Wei's calmness, "I'm going to give you money!" ”
"Isn't that how it should be?" Qiao Xitan waved his hand, "What's the matter?" ”
Being asked like this, Ning Rong was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "I went to Qingfeng Xulai Pavilion a few days ago, and the ladies there were all discussing the story of White Snake and Xu Xian, and some people even held an umbrella when they performed." ”
The broken bridge paper umbrella can be said to be a representative of the story of the White Lady.
When Qiao Xitan heard this, his mind suddenly became active, and he didn't care what kind of place Ning Rong said about the Qingfeng Xu Lai Pavilion.
Why didn't she expect that with so many IPs in her hands, derivatives could also be developed!
Thinking like this, Qiao Xitan couldn't sit still, and immediately stood up and walked into the house.
"What are you doing all of a sudden?" Ning Rong was puzzled, and when he saw that Qiao Xitan didn't reply, he looked at Xuan Wei suspiciously.
Hanging Wei shook his head, "Who knows." ”
At this time, it was not early, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled into the small courtyard, gilding the suspicious body that was peeling the potatoes with a layer of golden glow.
Jin Yi pushed the door at this moment and entered.
At a glance, he saw the suspicion sitting at the stone table peeling potatoes, and when he was full of spring, he walked towards him with his head held high.
Ning Rong was peeking at the suspicion, and at this time, he saw Jin Yi walking in, and he was still running straight and suspicious, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Who's this mallet?" Ning Rong saw that he didn't speak, and looked up at Tu Ye suspiciously.
Tu Ye had already peeled a basket of soybeans, and he blew the ashes on his hands, "It's the same as you." ”
It's all mallets.
Tu Ye didn't finish his words, and walked away with the soybeans.
Ning Rong didn't know that he had been scolded by Tu Ye, so he only looked at Jin Yi with a vigilant expression.
Jin Yi also noticed Ning Rong at this time, originally he was still a little wary of Ning Rong, but when he saw that Ning Rong was just a middle-looking teenager, he immediately relieved his heart again.
"Suspicious, I'll help you cut it." Jin Yi looked at the white and tender hands of suspicion distressedly, and he couldn't wait to take the grease and apply a layer of grease to her.
Suspiciously chasing flies, he waved away Jin Yi's outstretched hand, and raised his eyes to glare at him helplessly, "Peel it for you, can you still have potatoes left after peeling, don't make a mess for me." ”
Xuan Wei was not interested in those small encounters between the three of them, so he turned around and went into the house to look for Qiao Xitan.
The lights in the house were bright, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw Qiao Xitan writing and painting behind the bookcase.
"What do you do?" Hanging Wei walked to Qiao Xitan's side, moved to her very flexibly and sat down, and looked at the paper spread on the table.
"Do some product planning." Qiao Xitan held a brush in his hand, writing and drawing on the paper in a decent manner.
She has been practicing calligraphy for the past few months, and now, it has finally paid off.
The handwriting is finally comparable to that of a five- or six-year-old child.
I couldn't understand what product planning was, but I saw that the paper read, "White oil-paper umbrella, paperweight in the form of a broken bridge, and a brush entwined by a white snake......"
I can understand these suspenseful things, and I vaguely understand that these things should be related to the story of the White Snake.
But what is the "White Snake Cos Suit" and "Green Snake Cos Suit" below? ?